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Ralph Machio, no. She told me that she used to know Karate. I told her: "When I was 17, I once actually cried during this song." Then we began to wrestle. She took me to the groud. She smiled and said it was a "sweep kick." For a brief second while she was laying on top of me, I felt something that I hadn't felt in a very long time. I smiled and said "this is nice." |
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